of his dick inside my belly — but it seemed to take forever.
I could feel Daddy's pubic patch tickling at my ass crack, and I could feel his masculine loins pressed snugly against my quivering buttocks.
I thought that Daddy would start his fuck motion right away, but instead he kept pushing forward with his lower torso, giving the illusion of sinking even deeper into my pussy. He gyrated his hips.
Daddy stretched the inner walls of my cunt in every possible direction with that circular motion. I could tell that the blood from my recently opened wound was trickling over my clit and into the red patch of pubic hair above my violated slit.
'Fuck me daddy! I can't stand it anymore! Please fuck me!'
I screamed at the top of my lungs in a high-pitched voice.
Daddy was teasing me. He bent forward at the waist and kissed the nape of my neck lightly with puckered lips. The kiss rang loud in my ears with its smacking noise.
Then Daddy once again straightened his back. He threw back his shoulders. I strained my neck so that I could look back at him. Our eyes met for a moment. Daddy could see the urgency in my face. He began to fuck. Daddy pulled his dick out of my cunt just as slowly as he had pushed it in. He didn't stop withdrawing until only the tip of his dick was inside me, keeping the inner labia parted. He took a deep breath that completely filled his lungs and paused. Then he made a grunting sound that let all of the air out in a burst and stabbed forward with the lower half of his body as hard as he could, driving the entire length of his humongous dick into my pussy in one fell swoop. I let out a grunt and felt great pressure behind my eyes. For a moment I thought my eyeballs were going to come popping right out of their bone sockets. I had no idea that my pussy could go from empty to full so quickly — and I have to admit that I was more astonished than hurt by the suddenly stabbing of my inner cunt. Daddy began to fuck me with a smooth steady motion. He continued to move his hips from side to side a little as he plowed, which gracefully enhanced the superb pleasure I was experiencing. His cock was thick enough so that the underside of the shaft was rubbing directly against my clit. As he fucked the love button was battered blissfully. I could tell that he wasn't going to have to fuck me for long before I would have my second sexual release of the incestuous coupling.
'Fuck me harder! Oh God! Daddy! Fuck me harder!' I screamed.
Daddy steadily picked up the pace of his hip movements as he went along.
I could feel my inner lips being pulled and pushed by his motion.
I decided that the vaginal come was superior to the clitoral come.
This was because the fuck was going to make me come repeatedly. Not once or twice — but more times than I could possibly could, or would ever want to.
Daddy had his hands at the sides of my hips and he was gripping me so hard that his fingertips dug into my flesh — and I imagined his knuckles turning wide. I could hear his panting getting worse by the second. My breaths were very short and close together as well. I was once again drenched with the steamy perspiration of my sexual exertion.
'Make it hurt! Puh-lease make it hurt!'
I don't think I even knew what I was saying. But — then again — I must have, or else I wouldn't remember what my words were. I remember thinking that it didn't sound like me at all screaming those sexy words. I had changed into another person. A new me was emerging as Daddy rammed his cock into my dripping cunt harder and harder.
I came again.
Then again.
I snapped orgasms off in quick succession for him.
It was incredible.
I could feel the muscles on the inside of my pussy working.
I squeezed and tugged him each time he withdrew with his cock.
I sucked his cock with my cunt. I wanted to suck him dry again.
I wanted to make sure that he enjoyed fucking my pussy just as much as he had fucking my face earlier.
He released his grip from the sides of my hips.
Daddy slid his palms flat across my soft loins underbelly.
Without missing a beat, Daddy cupped my huge breasts.
My tits felt like they were swollen to twice normal size.
I felt like I was ninety percent cunt and ten percent tits.
I could feel Daddy's the cheeks of my ass.
That contact made beat out our rhythm.
I let out a deep groan of pleasure each time he rammed deep in my quim.
My twat felt used.
Abused.
Wonderful!
My deep groans turned into squeals of pleasure when I came.
And I came often.
It got to the point where I was having difficulty telling, my orgasms apart. They were running together so that they felt like one gigantic come.
'I can't stop coming, daddy!' I wailed. My face was contorting.
I realized at that moment that my lust was insatiable.
There was no limit to the number of orgasms I could have.
I wasn't going to stop coming until Daddy ended the act with the spilling of his slippery sliver seed.
I could tell that Daddy was approaching his climax. He picked up the pace of the fuck rapidly until he was plowing my poontang as hard and fast as he could.
I guess it was a good thing that the inside of my cunt was so plentifully lubricated, or else he would have surely blistered my inner pussy with the friction he was creating.
His moans and groans were coming with each of his rapid exhales, and each moan was a little louder and higher in pitch than the one before it.
I knew that Daddy was right on the edge so I worked the muscles inside my cunt to tug and squeeze at his dick stem even harder than before.
Daddy was to later tell me that the inside of my cunt felt as if it were filled with a million magic fingers that had all been there especially to enhance his orgasmic pleasure.
Daddy later informed me that I had the most talented cunt he had ever fucked — and you had better believe that that filled me with a deep pride. I was so satisfied with the knowledge of my full-fledged womanhood that I could taste it.
I swear.
No shit.
Then Daddy rammed his cock all the way into my cunt.
I could feel the shaft getting thicker and harder.
Daddy had his palms cupped over my tits. I could feel my nipples throbbing against the centers of his palms. He had his fingers wide apart so he could clutch and fondle my breast flesh completely during his savage release. I could feel his cock spasming.
Convulsing.
All of his muscles tensed.
He arched his back sharply so that his loins were out in front of the rest of his body and flung his head back so that he was facing the ceiling of the bedroom.
But he couldn't see the ceiling.
His eyes were clenched so tight that his lids were wrinkled and deep lines had formed at their corners, stretching toward the throbbing veins in his temples.
He filled me with his semen.
At that moment I snapped off my last come of the fuck.
My best come.
My most intense climax by far. That was because we were coming simultaneously, and that is a sign of good
